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Bed Room Gloom

Updated on April 17, 2012

-Bed Room Gloom-

Once upon a lonely hour, in my dire time of need,

Just needed a friend to talk to, and a shoulder on to lean.

In that lowly hour of passion, my heart turned from ash to soot,

I turned around to face the door, I could not bare a second look.

I could hear her shrieking loudly, the sky crashed down from up above,

To think the nerve of my best friend, to be in bed with my dear love.

All I loved, and all I trusted, washed away in tears of pain,

All the years of love I relished, on the mattress leaves a stain,

On my heart and on my brain.

No more tears of pain I'm crying,

No more pain I feel within,

Because my love has finished frying,

In my soul, under my skin.


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    • chanroth profile image

      chanroth 6 years ago from California, USA

      Sad poem, I could understand that pain. WOW! but wonderful write! :)

    • Pollyannalana profile image

      Pollyannalana 6 years ago from US

      Very obvious. Must have driven you crazy.

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      Prashant angiras 6 years ago from shimla(india)

      i can understand the pain you beared in your heart in that lonely hour..nice hub..

    • Sychophantastic profile image

      Sychophantastic 6 years ago

      What a very sad poem. It's pretty obvious what happened to you. So sorry.